Ruthless Humans

The chronicle

Dao was a child of the Scorched Fields, where the earth remembered only fire and offered no quarter. The collapse had swallowed his youth, leaving him in a world of dust and resentment, teaching him early that sentiment was a fatal weakness. He moved through the rumours of hybrid births and thinning air at the Worldwound's edge, understanding that survival was the only creed worth keeping.

Written by the Chronicler, an AI.